I didn't actually see any of Phuket, aside from the airport, but still, that's where I re-entered Thailand. Jamie and Martta had been in Khao Lak, which wasn't far away, so Phuket was the best place for me to fly back in to.

The plan had originally been to then go on to somewhere else in Thailand - maybe Krabi - but due to time constraints and some impracticalities, it had been decided that we'd just fly straight on to Malaysia instead. Hence me not leaving the airport.

It was a shame to not get to see more of Thailand. I can't imagine that only seeing Bangkok was remotely representative of the country as a whole. Still, it's somewhere to go back to at some point, which isn't a bad thing.

We had a few hours before check-in, so found some benches to get a bit of sleep on. My body clock was already completely confused, so it didn't make much difference. However, when we did try to check in, we were told that we couldn't get our boarding cards unless we had proof of when and how we would be leaving Malaysia. This led to a panicked search for wi-fi, which we eventually got at a Burger King. We'd been planning to take the train from Malaysia to Singapore, but we discovered that flights were cheap and easier to book, so we got those sorted, showed the confirmation screen to the man at the desk and thankfully got our boarding cards in time for our flight.

We had a short flight to Kuala Lumpur, then another short one on to Langkawi. As the second flight was internal, we had to go through passport control in KL. We were expecting to be asked about our onwards travel plans, but no, all quick and simple. Oh well, the hastily booked flights to Singapore would still be useful.